The monster at the end of this life.

His words (not unlike a fractal), when examined closely, reveal more of the same.
She hides behind the cover of her heavy blanket (like it’s bullet proof). All the while lying there unaware, his words have hollow points.
If he’d only learned long ago, to keep his heart, soul, and guts in their respective cages.
For those who think they don’t want or deserve love, should realize it is not up to them, and it never will be.